Chapter 78: Just One Thing

Kathy held the front door as Daddy carried Becky inside. She was so worn out from her big theatrical debut that she could barely keep her eyes open. Daddy had wrapped her in his raincoat because she had refused to wash following the juicy finale to her evening in the spotlight. He took the sleepy red head upstairs and set her astride Kim, who waited on all fours to convey her mistress to bed.

"Giddy up, liddle horsey," Becky commanded as she wearily slapped her "pony" on the flank.

"Yes, Miss Becky," Kim whinnied as she turned to look over her shoulder at her spunk spattered passenger. "You're very sticky. Why've you got that 'stuff' all over you?"

"It's just a souvenir of a wonderful performance." Mommy patted Kim's head. "Now, you two trot off to bed and remember, Becky, don't put too much weight on Kim's back and keep both feet on the floor."

"Yes, ma'am," Becky mumbled. "Giddy up, Kim."

"That girl," Mommy shook her head, "I'll have to peel her off the sheets in the morning."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it," Daddy put his arm around her. "It's not everyday our little angel gets to shine in front of the whole town."

"She was good, wasn't she?" Mommy smiled proudly as they watched the equestrian pair disappear into their room.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm going to soak in the tub," Kathy grumbled as she rubbed her aching bottom, "I've had about all the culture I can handle for one evening."

"Not me," Christi sassed. "I'm ready for another rectal recital," she rubbed her buttocks provocatively on Billy's leg, "that is if your 'dear' brother is up for it." Billy didn't say a word as he grabbed his provocateur by her flowing tresses and flung her into his room.

Kathy listened to her beloved's delightful howl as she filled the tub and eased into the steaming water. Alone at last, she scrubbed her pale skin and lathered shampoo into her straw colored hair. Just another day, she thought blissfully, and she'd be with Donald. Her nipples tingled at the thought of him filling her with pleasure and wrapping his wonderful hands around her welcoming neck.

She reached beneath the suds and rubbed her tingling little button as she imagined the joyful reunion. Soon her body shuddered with an orgasm, the intensity of which caught her by surprise.

Her bath water was cooling, but the bathroom was still filled with steam as Kathy climbed out of the tub and toweled herself dry. She took a corner of the towel and absently began to wipe the moisture off the mirror over the sink, then jumped back and gasped at what she saw: it was the "other" Kathy wearing a long white T-shirt and brushing her hair. The image in the mirror dropped her brush and gasped, too.

Kathy steadied herself and tried to smile at her other self. "Hi," she said tentatively, "I'm Kathy. Can you hear me?"

The girl in the glass screamed "Mommy" and fainted dead away.

"What is it, Kathy?" Mommy rushed into the bathroom.

"It wasn't me," Kathy tried to explain. "I mean, it was the other me. I saw myself, I mean her in the mirror again." She pointed to the glass which now reflected normally. "And she screamed and fainted dead away. I hope I'm, I mean she's all right."

Mommy took her trembling daughter in her arms. "This is crazy, Mommy," Kathy sobbed, "why is this happening to me?"

"I know it's disturbing, sweetheart," Mommy comforted, "but the professor says there's no real danger unless you step through the glass."

"But I've been switching places with her in my sleep and I guess I popped her cherry for her. What's going to happen if she wakes up here and starts running around. Mommy," Kathy wailed, "everybody'll think I've gone convent or something!"

"There, there, it's okay," Mommy soothed. "Why don't you sleep with us tonight? That way if you wake up and aren't yourself, we'll know right away. Anyway," she gave her daughter a long, slow kiss, "it's been a while since we've played."

"Sure, Mommy!" Kathy brightened. "But just one thing."

"What's that?"

"If I do wake up and I'm her," Kathy grinned impishly as Christi began a new round of wails, "promise me that you and Daddy'll show her what she's been missing."